So, I finally got my anxiety/depression meds on Friday and saw my doctor, his really on me about taking my medicine everyday, I know, I know it sounds easy but I’m always convincing myself that I’m feeling better and don’t need it anymore so I stop taking it for long periods but I’m realizing I can’t keep doing that. I never really realized how my anxiety and depression effected others around me until recently my family and boyfriend told me some of my behaviors and how they think taking my medicine daily will help. I try to stay Pretty level headed for the most part and I’m really good at pretending to be happy when I’m not I’ve gotten so good at covering up my emotions and feelings to the point where people will actually think I’m ok, my patients always commend me and tell me how happy I look and how I’m always smiling yet they don’t know what it takes for me to wear that smile.
So my doctor has me taking Lexapro, I don’t know, if anyone has heard of that or taken it before but he loves to keep me on that medication in the past it has helped so will see, I started taking them yesterday and boy oh boy let me tell you I was so sleepy and I felt extremely nauseous all day long and I know that’s a side effect but it sucked. I’ve taken other meds in the past too its another one very popular but for some reason as I type this I cannot think of the name, that medicine gave me crazy side effects too it made me cry all the time and I felt crazy so I stopped taking it but don’t get me wrong I know medicine helps but it’s still that feeling of when will it be a day where I can actually be normal and not have to worry about what’s going to happen each day and how it will effect me. I probably should still see my therapist maybe? I don’t know will see.
Something my doctor said( wanna shed light on it)-
I was explaining to my doctor about my depression and I’m sitting There waiting for a reply he then goes “well a lot of times around this year people get depressed around the holidays” and I don’t wanna be rude but I’m thinking my depression has been here for a while now it has nothing to do with the damn holidays. I get some people do get sad around this time due to missing family and friends or being alone but why must he assume I’m one of those people as long as I’ve been going to him for my anxiety he should know it has nothing to do with the holidays. He then proceeded to ask if I’m suicidal and of course I’m not, I’ve never thought about taking my life but of course I’m human and I’ve had times where I’m like “I don’t wanna do this anymore” as in deal with the problems I have but no never going to take my life. I like my doctor don’t get me wrong it’s Just some times he tries to self diagnose me like his a psychologist and I’m like ok your my family doctor not my therapist let’s Keep it that way is all I’m saying.
I’ll make this short because I already know this post is a little long. I talked to my current job and told them that I was staying there and not taking the new job I had offered, the office manager there wasn’t really not professional at all and I honestly don’t wanna work for a place like that. In January I’ll start looking for new jobs to apply to again but for the rest of this month I’m taking time off and relaxing.
Thanks for listening to my cute story time/rant guys, I know I’m a mess sometimes also I wanted to tell more stories but this post is already long so I’ll save it, also my next post will be about my favorite Christmas foods so look out for it guys. Enjoy your Sunday ✌️